Out For A Smoke

We don't know how great a flame

Is being sought beyond the waters of these shores

I'm lying here directionless

Somewhere i hear the slamming of a door

The darkest clouds were onto me

I'd taken to the bed both day and night

There were times when i'd turn back the clock

I'd love to start again and get it right

It's gone beyond a joke

Diesel engines in the night time

Drawing beet down to the factory

RIP

The cead mile failte at the half door

History

The bones of our ancestors

Are buried in the field behind the shed

They could be lying there oblivious

Underneath cement before I'm dead

Roundabouts and one way streets

Double yellow lines to beat the band

Still takes you longer to get anywhere

Simple things so hard to understand

It's gone beyond a joke

I'm going out for a smoke

I've seem the after-birth of beauty

Where the genius' and the monster's worlds collide

When the swinging of the pendulum's the strongest

It's always the greatest, wildest ride

With the evenings getting shorter

I wonder can we forge another dream

Gather up the pieces and assemble one more winning team

A century's the most you'll see

Not a long time really to be here

Trying to get the balance right

The health, the drugs, the lovin' and the beer

It's gone beyond a joke

I'm going out for a smoke...